242 LETTERS TO GILBERT WHITE 



human Happiness : His Preferment was very agreeable, but be 

 has been at Death's Door : I hope he is now out of Danger. I 

 thank You for your favours to my Jack. I write wth Difficulty, 

 & therefore haste to subscribe myself, dear Gil, 



Ever sincerely Your's, 



J. Mulso. 

 Mrs M. & my Daughter's Love &c. I had ye Eeceipt but last 

 Night at 8 o'Clock, 



Letter 151. 



To the Reverend Mr White, Meonstoke. 



at Selboume near Alton, Hampshire. July 5, 1773. 



Dear Gil : 



I waited to hear from you, & have expected it a great 

 while, or else the Sight of You at my Gates : I imagined that 

 You would go wth your Brothers to London, & was doubtful 1 

 about ye Time of your Stay ; however, your last Night's Letter 

 has cleared up your Proceedings. Admiral Young and his Lady 

 & Part of his family are to come to Us on Thursday, & purpose 

 to stay about a fortnight, which Visit we shall naturally 

 endeavour to prolong : During their Stay I shall not have a 

 Bed to offer You, for they fill up my House : This I tell You, 

 that You may not depend upon it. After that I expect only 

 single Tens, & as I have two Beds, One of them shall be at your 

 Service. 



Mr Airson informed You truly of my Illness at Winchester ; 

 I have never been perfectly well since, having had a Share of 

 that surprising Sort of Cough that You mention. But Mrs 

 Mulso, who brought it from Winchester, has been so ill with it, 

 that I think her Life has been in Danger, & we were forced to 

 call in Dr Smith, to whose Prescriptions She is still conforming, 

 & is but very indifferent. My Children cough on, but are better, 

 & do not take Medicine. Jack has been at home wth Us & 

 returned but last Fryday to Mr Willis : He came home very ill, 

 but we set him up by Degrees : He sends me word that my old 

 Acquaintance Mr Hinton was very obliging to him on the Road, 

 & has invited him to Ghawton. I have thought Mr Willis very 

 much to blame in not giving me better Notice of ye true State of 

 his Health ; for it was not likely that the Boy should play the 

 Hypocrite, so near the Time of breaking up. Mr Mill of Bentley 

 Green lent him a Horse for the Holidays, which wth the Help of 

 Bark and other Medicines set him up again. I suppose Jack Gib 

 is gone up into ye North wth his father ; if he does not chuse to 

 instruct him himself, there are, I beleive, very good Schools in 

 his Neighbourhood, & pretty reasonable. I presume he will 

 squat himself down in Fat- Goose Living for some Time ; but 



